Wasted years | Bruce Dickinson

Ch. 3

Sam's POV

"Hey he is coming to pick us up.He will be here in 5 mins." Bruce said.

"I think you will like him he is a really nice guy." He smiled.
"I think I am going to like him" I smiled too.

I saw a red car coming towards us.
"That's him" Bruce said walking to the car.I followed him.

He opened car door.
"Hey Steve this is Sam." He said happily.

"Nice to meet you Sam." We shook hands.
"You too" I said with a big smile on my face.

We got in the car and Steve started driving us to the house.I was tired so I decided to get some sleep.

20 minutes later

"Sam wake up we are here" I saw Bruce looking at me.
"Okay" I got out of the car.Wow.They have a big house with beautiful garden.

"You like it." He smiled at me.
"Like it?I love it"
"I am glad."He put his hand around my shoulders.

We walked in the house.He gave me a tour of the house and showed me my room.

"Are you hungry?"he asked.
"Yeah." I was starving.
"Okay let's eat."

We got downstairs in the kitchen and Bruce made me something to eat.
"Thank you Bruce."
"You don't have to thank me for making you food."I smiled.
"No not just food.Thank you for letting me stay here and thank you for being so nice to me I really appreciate it."I looked at him.

He just hugged me."Hey you are probably tired go to sleep we can go to beach tomorrow if you want."
"Yes I would love that.Good night." He kissed me on the cheek.

I went upstairs in my room and laid on the bed.I couldn't stop smiling.When he kissed me I felt butterflies in my stomach.

After thinking about him I drifted off to sleep.